This is another story.

Yao Yan sorted out the memories that emerged in his mind and made a judgment.

Lu Zuo, an unemployed vagrant, is idle and lives in a small town not far from the city.

Yao Yan's right hand was opened, and the two crow coins were still in his hands.

He clenched his right hand again, Yao Yan supported himself with his right fist and turned over and got out of bed.

In my memory, it was clearly a new bed that had been used for a few years. When he got out of bed, it made a squeaking sound, as if the wooden structure in the bed had changed.

Stepping on flip-flops that were different from Mu Zhongheng's shoes, Yao Yan left the bed and walked straight to the door in a strange and familiar feeling that appeared on his body.

However, just as he arrived at the door, he paused.

Next to the door, there is a small table like a bedside table, with a bottle of water on it.

Picking up the bottle, Yao Yan looked at the water in the bottle for a moment, unscrewed the bottle, and drank the water in it in a thirst.

It's like in the edge villages and towns, the water that entered the house along the rusty pipe still had a strange smell after it was boiled.

Putting down the bottle, Yao Yan touched his lips with his left hand that felt painful, and then pulled open the door.

Outside the door is a living room.

When he came to the living room, Yao Yan saw pieces of furniture that Lu Zuo was familiar with.

The tables and chairs were covered with dust, but there was also a book on the table.

Yao Yan narrowed his eyes slightly and walked to the table.

The book doesn't look special, but it's not ordinary - there is no handwriting on the light blue cover.

He opened the book and words appeared on the pages:

[I was wrong, we were all wrong]

[Control the crasher is impossible]

[With spiritual entities, they are no longer humans, but are another species.]

[It is impossible to control the trial space.]

[We humans can't do it!]

[Unless, we also...]

[No, this is not right, this is the temptation of the collapser! My spirit has been affected!]

[Yes, the collapser has the ability to have mental influence!]

[I must have been affected by the mental state and thought so!]

[The previous Li Chi who was responsible for adjusting this trial space would suddenly disappear, which should also be related to this.]

[Li Chi should be in somewhere in this trial space, she should be mentally affected...]

[But can I leave before being affected?]

[It should be possible.]

[I have confidence.]

[...]

When Yao Yan saw this, he raised his head and looked outside the room.

Outside the house, although there is nothing unusual, but...

After a brief hesitation, Yao Yan turned his gaze to the books on the table again.

The content after the book is no longer about the trial space, but about the description of the town and the social environment.

Compared with the front-end content, there is a strong sense of mutation, as if it is irrelevant.

But because of this, Yao Yan looked at it more carefully.

Why?

Because what he saw in another book before gave him an idea.

And, what is described in this book...

Compared to diaries and other things, it is better to say that it is a self-reporter.

Once again, he tried to pick up the book, but when he picked it up, everything around him was shaking like an earthquake.

Yao Yan, who had expected this situation, immediately put down the book.

As the book fell back to the table, the vibration he felt also disappeared.

Looking at the books on the desktop, Yao Yan turned around and left the room.

As he left the house, he saw a memory of this body and a scene that was highly similar to the content described in the book.

This is a natural thing, but after changing the perspective and changing the perspective, looking at it, this situation has already deviated from the scope that can be described as "normal".

No, it is because of this premise and this doubt that everything becomes a subject that can be suspected.

Following the scene in my memory, Yao Yan came outside the door.

Outside the door, there is a yard.

There is not much in the backyard. On the barren and deserted land, there is only a "fence" surrounded by broken hollow bricks as the sideline with the neighbor's home.

Yao Yan looked left and right and walked to the position under the left window next to the door.

Extending his hand, Yao Yan bent down and pulled the "ground" up.

It's a cellar.

Yao Yan glanced at the dark and gloomy cellar, returned to the room, took out a flashlight, and entered the cellar.

There was a strong smell in the dark cellar.

It's the taste of pickled products.

After a brief pause, Yao Yan walked directly toward a small cellar and stopped in front of the door of the small cellar.

Without hesitation, Yao Yan directly pulled open the door of the small compartment.

Almost instantly, the familiar black and white enveloped him again.

As black and white enveloped his body, Yao Yan once again saw the familiar scene.

Underground prison.

To his left is a shriveled monster like a giant snake.

To his right, there is a spherical monster.

The monsters in these two prisons made him roughly sure that this was the prison he was familiar with.

Why.....

Soon, the previous idea emerged.

This trial space is not a single space.

Or...

Yao Yan took a step forward, swept his eyes towards the prisons one by one, confirming his thoughts.

And every monster that caught his eye made him confirm that idea again.

"This prison is the main body of this trial space."

Yao Yan said as he walked:

"What I experienced before, whether it is Mu Zhongheng or Lu Zuo, it is a 'derived' space."

"So, what made these spaces derived?"

As he spoke, he walked and finally came to the corner.

He raised his head and looked at the rope hanging from the ceiling of the prison.

The "Haiqin" that had fallen above the corner was gone at this moment.

However, Yao Yan did not react much, just stood there and asked without any action:

"Can you tell me? Are you the subjective concept of this trial space, or are you an outside shelter, a pollutant?"

It was also at this moment that a voice sounded:

"Oh? What's the use of telling you? Can you help me get out of this trial space?"

As the sound of words sounded, the sound of footsteps appeared.

Yao Yan turned around and suddenly saw a twisted monster.

It was a monster made of faces.

Non-human faces, human faces, all.

And the faces in it are...

Haiqin, Yu Qing, Yu Yu, Jiang Jing.

The familiar faces of his humans were all on the monster.

Looking at this scene, Yao Yan did not change his emotions at all, just said:

"Is this your purpose? Is this why you deliberately let me see the reasons for the formation of the trial space and how to crack it?"

“Isn’t this nonsense?”

The monsters with countless monsters made of strange faces, and those faces stared at him at the same time:
Chapter completed!